LOS ANGELES, CA.- The work of artist and musician Stephen Prina has moved nimbly between painting, sculpture, photography, installation and conceptual practices since the late 1970s. Impossible to categorize within any one medium or approach, his projects mine art historical references, personal biography, musical compositions, and institutional and cultural histories, which he spins into bodies of work that function as complex networks of objects and information. Sprüth Magers opened its first exhibition with Prina, the fourth iteration of his wide-ranging project galesburg, illinois+, on view at the Los Angeles gallery May 12 to August 11, 2018. The artist will also present a public performance at the gallery on Saturday, July 14, 2018, at 7pm.

During 197778, I sang and played guitar with Jeannie and The Alladins at Harbor Lights Supper Club, Galesburg, Illinois, with the interest of making a move to California to pursue a graduate degree. In December 1979, having accomplished my goal of enrolling at California Institute of the Arts the year before, I scraped the funds together to visit New York City for the first time. Standing in line at The Dance Theater Workshop with Laurie Anderson, for whom I played piano in a workshop she conducted at CalArts, for a work-in-progress performance of Perfect Lives (Private Parts), a video/opera by Robert Ashley, commissioned by The Kitchen, I was convinced I had severed ties with my small-town, Midwestern roots, once and for all. After the audience filed into the theater, the lights came down and a grid of video monitors was fired up. Lo and behold, one of the images on a monitor was of Harbor Lights Supper Club, the façade of which, at least, served as The Bar, bringing me back, full circle, to a past I thought I had circumvented. This image, however, has been edited out of the BBC 1984 broadcast and subsequent versions of this work.
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While in high school, I played guitar with Joe Padilla & Company at Taco Hideout Lounge, Galesburg, Illinois. One night, a large group of people arrived for dinner. I recognized a few of them as being associated with Knox College. A week later, while working at my fathers grocery store, a woman approached me to compliment me on my performance, indicating that she had been part of the group from Knox. She informed me that the dinner was in honor of John Cage while he had been a visiting artist at the college. Having recently started singing lead vocals with the band I would like to think that I have sung Its Too Late by Carole King to John Cage that evening.
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